Reflecting on my life, I feel real pain
Every night before I dose, I feel real pain
I found out right quick that life ain't fair
She broke my heart, but it was born impaired (Yeah)
I can't forget how they tried to take my dreams away
I watch the same trauma happen to these kids today
It's hard to love anyone when they can hurt you
They sleep on who I am and there's no curfew
You see me
I made it
You thought you really knew
You'd never have a clue about what I went through
12 wanted to dictate my childhood, it ain't theirs to choose
I wanted to make the news, but not be on the news
Trending topic, didn't want to be a horror story
Thinking about what you did to me at 4 in the morning
I lied to myself whenever I was telling fibs
That's what you do when they treat you like you're irrelevant
No tats on my arms
Hard to make room through the scars
Now I walk in with my chest out
Before Marok, I was stressed out
Now I'm at peace, no handle
Hands getting hot, but opps could never hold a candle
I'm moving way way fast, no time to correct typos (No)
A lot is on my mind though
Shit was vivid, shit got vinyl
Shit was vintage, now that shit is final
Shit is finished
Back then, them FC boys were clackin'
Now it's organized, the strategy clickin'
Jewish households cop new fixtures, but never learn how to fix shit
Growing up flashbacks, I had to scrap that
Bum ass stepdad sleeping on the couch
Back then I wishing I could kick him out my house
Supressing anger, ready for danger
I'll show him I could make that silencer loud
I hated seeing my mom had to live with a permanent frown
Now if things go bad
I'll pay to break legs just like crab
And how we keep it hushed up
A true magician never spoils his magic
That's our advantage
I used to be closed-minded, now I'm clothes minded
I'm a pharaoh of fashion (Fashion, fashion)
And what happened in the Medina, it stayed in the Medina
Just know I crack eggs and Stilt good at whippin' omelettes (Bon appetite)
Cab driver talkin crazy, he felt real pain
I know it was wrong, so I feel real pain
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Reflecting on my life, I feel real pain
Every night before I dose, I feel real pain
I found out right quick that life ain't fair
She broke my heart, but it was born impaired (Yeah)
I can't forget how they tried to take my dreams away
I watch the same trauma happen to these kids today
It's hard to love anyone when they can hurt you
They sleep on who I am and there's no curfew
You see me
I made it
You thought you really knew
You'd never have a clue about what I went through
12 wanted to dictate my childhood, it ain't theirs to choose
I wanted to make the news, but not be on the news
Trending topic, didn't want to be a horror story
Thinking about what you did to me at 4 in the morning
I lied to myself whenever I was telling fibs
That's what you do when they treat you like you're irrelevant
No tats on my arms
Hard to make room through the scars
Now I walk in with my chest out
Before Marok, I was stressed out
Now I'm at peace, no handle
Hands getting hot, but opps could never hold a candle
I'm moving way way fast, no time to correct typos (No)
A lot is on my mind though
Shit was vivid, shit got vinyl
Shit was vintage, now that shit is final
Shit is finished
Back then, them FC boys were clackin'
Now it's organized, the strategy clickin'
Jewish households cop new fixtures, but never learn how to fix shit
Growing up flashbacks, I had to scrap that
Bum ass stepdad sleeping on the couch
Back then I wishing I could kick him out my house
Supressing anger, ready for danger
I'll show him I could make that silencer loud
I hated seeing my mom had to live with a permanent frown
Now if things go bad
I'll pay to break legs just like crab
And how we keep it hushed up
A true magician never spoils his magic
That's our advantage
I used to be closed-minded, now I'm clothes minded
I'm a pharaoh of fashion (Fashion, fashion)
And what happened in the Medina, it stayed in the Medina
Just know I crack eggs and Stilt good at whippin' omelettes (Bon appetite)
Cab driver talkin crazy, he felt real pain
I know it was wrong, so I feel real pain
Every night before I dose, I feel real pain
I found out right quick that life ain't fair
She broke my heart, but it was born impaired (Yeah)
I can't forget how they tried to take my dreams away
I watch the same trauma happen to these kids today
It's hard to love anyone when they can hurt you
They sleep on who I am and there's no curfew
You see me
I made it
You thought you really knew
You'd never have a clue about what I went through
12 wanted to dictate my childhood, it ain't theirs to choose
I wanted to make the news, but not be on the news
Trending topic, didn't want to be a horror story
Thinking about what you did to me at 4 in the morning
I lied to myself whenever I was telling fibs
That's what you do when they treat you like you're irrelevant
No tats on my arms
Hard to make room through the scars
Now I walk in with my chest out
Before Marok, I was stressed out
Now I'm at peace, no handle
Hands getting hot, but opps could never hold a candle
I'm moving way way fast, no time to correct typos (No)
A lot is on my mind though
Shit was vivid, shit got vinyl
Shit was vintage, now that shit is final
Shit is finished
Back then, them FC boys were clackin'
Now it's organized, the strategy clickin'
Jewish households cop new fixtures, but never learn how to fix shit
Growing up flashbacks, I had to scrap that
Bum ass stepdad sleeping on the couch
Back then I wishing I could kick him out my house
Supressing anger, ready for danger
I'll show him I could make that silencer loud
I hated seeing my mom had to live with a permanent frown
Now if things go bad
I'll pay to break legs just like crab
And how we keep it hushed up
A true magician never spoils his magic
That's our advantage
I used to be closed-minded, now I'm clothes minded
I'm a pharaoh of fashion (Fashion, fashion)
And what happened in the Medina, it stayed in the Medina
Just know I crack eggs and Stilt good at whippin' omelettes (Bon appetite)
Cab driver talkin crazy, he felt real pain
I know it was wrong, so I feel real pain
Writer: Alexander Weisman
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